In the afternoon, Huo Jingyi came to Qiao Chengfan with a small red envelope. [Full text reading. 】

Qiao Chengfan happily accepted Huo Jingyi's New Year's red envelope, and sat in the car and talked to Huo Jingyi non-stop.

Huo Jingyi took them to watch movies, eat, and go shopping together.

Sometimes, Ye Jiaqi sat on the sidelines and watched the two of them.

Although Qiao Chengfan was very happy and could talk to Huo Jingyi, Ye Jiaqi knew that Qiao Chengfan had only one father in his heart, and that was his old Qiao.

In his mind, no matter how many shortcomings and bad temper Old Joe is, he is the only one.

Ye Jiaqi hadn't figured out how to tell the little guy the truth.

It's too cruel.

Too cruel.

Just like when she was eight years old, she couldn't believe the news of her mother's death.

She decided to be a little more selfish and drag it out as much as she could.

She liked the innocent smile of the little one, she didn't want to see him cry, not at all.

For dinner, they booked at the Golden Ou Pavilion.

A splendid and atmospheric restaurant, where the people who come here are the powerful and famous.

Many people book Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and reunion dinner here, and Huo Jingyi also booked here.

"There are a lot of Beijing specialties in this house, although I know you are tired of eating them, but Chengfan must not have eaten them, take him to try them." Huo Jingyi said.

"Old Huo, when did you become so patient? Do you know what a child thinks? ”

Ye Jiaqi was really impressed with him.

"That can't be helped, who made Qiao Chengfan so cute, you are even more cute." Huo Jingyi laughed.

"Just take Xiao Fanfan and eat well, I don't have much appetite."

"Don't be like this, New Year, eat well, have fun. No matter what happens, isn't there still me? Huo Jingyi said seriously.

"Uncle Huo, what are you whispering to Qiqi?" Qiao Chengfan raised his little face curiously.

Huo Jingyi immediately stopped talking.

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Your Uncle Huo is asking me, what do you like to eat." ”

"Do you have shrimp?"

"Yes!" Huo Jingyi pinched his little face.

It's really soft and feels good.

"My dad will peel the baby!" Joe Sailing took the lead.

"Uh" Huo Jingyi was in trouble, he hadn't peeled shrimp for anyone, but he still let it go, "Then Uncle Huo will also peel it for you." ”

"Uncle Nahuo will peel the baby, and the baby will peel Qiqi."

Actually, Lao Qiao won't peel shrimp for him.

Old Joe didn't allow him to be coquettish.

It is not allowed to be pampered.

Hmph, Steward Sun is not allowed to get used to him.

As they spoke, they entered the box.

Huo Jingyi booked a very warm small box, surrounded by elegant floral wallpaper and a few landscape paintings hanging on the wall.

Even the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are a warm color.

"Eat less, and the children will eat less." Ye Jiaqi suggested.

She doesn't eat much, either.

My appetite has never recovered, and I feel that everything I eat is dull and there is not much taste.

"It's okay, you can just take care of the food." Huo Jingyi took the tablet and began to order.

"Qiqi, the baby has to go to the bathroom."

Joe Chengfan jumped out of his chair.

"Do you want Qiqi to accompany you? Well? Ye Jiaqi coaxed him.

"Don't, don't, the baby is not a child anymore."

"Well, watch out for yourself!"

"Hmm!"

Joe ran to the door, unscrewed the doorknob, and went straight to the bathroom.

It was warm in the private room, and it was a little cold at the entrance of the hallway.

There was a cold wind blowing in through the small window.

Joe walked as he sailed, "Goo-dong"-

Crashed into a man in a gray coat!

"Hmm." Qiao Chengfan rubbed his little head.

Feel sorry for yourself.